”“Turn what off? You’re not making any sense.”“Um the curse you put on me. Where I’ll orgasm whenever you say certain words.”“Dude, th...t’s gross, I don’t want think about you splooging.”“What do you mean? You made it happen!”“Great, now we’re both confused.”“You seriously don’t remember?”“Remember what?”“Shit, Abbie must have messed with your brain or something.”“She’s a girl, of course she messes with my brain.”“Get your phone out and call her. I wanna get to the bottom of this.”Josh got his. I helped her get strapped in- cuffing both of her hands and feet to the corners of the bed and tightening the straps to keep her from being able to move her arms or legs at all. Finally satisfied with the security of the straps, Claire invited me to lay beside her, with one leg under hers and the other over it, and my head resting on her arm. I started by slowly kissing her, my erection pressing against her hip through my boxers as we made out and I gently caressed her waist and sides, kneading. He pressed his thick, hard cock against my warm, wet pussy, and again a moan escaped me. I wrapped my legs around his hips again, and it was all the invitation my yummy pool boy needed. He ground his hips forward and pushed himself inside me hard and fast, burying his cock in one swift movement. I gasped in pleasure, my hands going to his shoulders as my perfectly manicured nails dug into his skin. He stayed buried within me for a moment, then began to move. His rhythm was hard, deep, just on. And it'd be fun to go more places." We've seen a lot, haven't we?" Sophie said. "I mean, we've been all over the US and Canada, but, even outside of that, we've seen a lot." Yeah. Paris, London, Moscow, now Berlin. We've seen Switzerland and Norway." Beijing. Nagano, Japan. Don't forget Amsterdam," Sophie grinned."How could I forget Amsterdam?" Warren laughed. "And if we go to Worlds this year, we'll get to see Budapest." That's the best reason for going to Worlds," Sophia laughed.The schedule.